It’s Not Your Fault

image of depressed man

It’s not your fault I did not flower.

You nourished me, encouraged me,
tended me with love and care.

But when roots find stony ground,
they turn and tangle, hid from sight.

With strength that weakened year by year,
buds withered, perished as they formed.

All you did could never heal,
the problems founded deep beneath.

It’s not your fault I did not flower.
You tried. I failed.

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